request.
#imagine
You and Zayn have been a couple for at
least 4 years, some little fights didn’t bother you, your love was unbreakable.
You’ve been pregnant for 8 months now, you didn’t decide to take a child, but
you got pregnant. You both wanted to hold it, you couldn’t let it taken away,
it would be cruel.
‘Zayn, it doesn’t feel good..’ you moan out
of pain, you just woke up with a lot of pain in your belly. Zayn immediately
turned to you and watched you with a worried look. ‘Hospital time?’ he asks silently.
You nod a bit scared and get ready to go to the hospital.
‘Mmh.. it isn’t right indeed, good you
came. I think we’ve to get it out now, or it’ll die before you gave birth..’
the doctor’s words came smashed into your face. You had to get a surgery, there
was a chance your baby wouldn’t survive.. you got tears in your eyes and Zayn
watches you. He strokes your cheek, wiping the tears away. ‘you’ll both make it
hun, I know it for sure.’
You get to sleep because of the medicines
you get, and the surgery begins. Zayn’s waiting nervously, to hear how you’re
both doing. He hears a little baby crying, he smiles ; the baby made it till
now. You got to a special room to awake slowly, Zayn’s having a huge smile on
his face when you open your eyes. ‘It’s a baby girl, she can’t breathe on her
own for 100 per cent, but they think it’ll be alright. ‘ He’s stroking your
forehead with his thumb. ‘Good news.. I hope she’ll make it..’ you say sleepy. Suddenly
some doctors are running in the hall, going into the room where your new born
daughter is. Zayn goes to take a look, and comes back with tears in his eyes. ‘She..
didn’t.. she got a heart attack, it was too early..’ the tears stream down his
face. He sits down on your bed, hugging you, you’re both crying. ‘it’s too bad I
couldn’t do anything. ‘ He whispers. ‘Zayn, you did. You were with me every
time, you did everything to make me and the baby feel comfortable. ‘
-
The days pass and you got home, it’s the
day of the funeral of your little girl, just the two of you would say goodbye
to her. you made a special tombstone. ‘Our little girl, maybe she couldn’t make
it, but she’ll be in our hearts forever, rest in peace little girl, we love
you. 17-02-2014 – 17-02-2014. ‘
You cry silently while watching at the
grave. Zayn holds you close, sniffing and wiping his own tears away. ‘come hun,
we’ll go home, telling the boys, they don’t know a thing yet.’ he takes your
hand and you get home.
‘I’m so sorry for you, I’m sorry for your
loss..’ Liam comforts you by hugging and sweetly rubbing your back, he was
really good at comforting. All the boys did the same, in their own way. ‘Times
will get better, we know it for sure.’ Louis says. Zayn walks upstairs, very
upset. You sit down at the couch, he needed some time for him alone, you’d go
to him later. ‘Let him be alone for a bit, I know he needs it, I’ll talk to him
later.’ You said. The boys watched TV with you, until you walked upstairs,
going to talk to Zayn. ‘Zayn, hun..’ you walk in the door, and see him sitting
at his bed, crying. His hand is red and blue, he must’ve hit the wall out of
anger or something. ‘Hey.. what did you do..’ you look at his hand, and try to
touch it, but it seems to hurt cause he gets it back rapidly. ‘I was a little
too mad, I had to do something, I.. ‘ you hug him sweetly, letting him cry into
your shoulder. ‘it’ll be alright hun, I know it’ll.’ You say, comforting him,
it’s hard to move on, but you both try to, after this evening, hugging all the
time, and no sleeping around..
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